What a Vacant Lot Taught Me This Week

waxing tomato

The other evening, I stopped by the garden just long enough to water.

As I unwound the hose, a neighbor walking by slowed, looked over the newly built beds, and asked, "So what are you putting in this one?"

We ended up talking for nearly twenty minutes—about tomatoes, beefsteak, Roma, plum, and chocolate, and who in the neighborhood might want fresh herbs - Ms Annette, she dries them and makes tonics as often as she makes stews.

It struck me later that gardens have a curious way of making neighbors out of strangers.